A Good Flying Bird

Many years we spent unpressured

That we knew so swell

Love in times of simple pleasures

Only time would tell

Oh, this is not to say

We are not the way we used to be

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We were not so fond of reason

Everyone could tell

Even times we'd start to stumble

But never ever fell

Oh, this is not to say

We were not the worst we've ever been

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fools and kings decide

Ways to live your life

This is just the way we want to be